Imagine all the people; it is easy if you try. Imagine there’s no heath care; let those poor folks off and die. Imagine all the people, squirming in their pain. They have no right to get well, if they cannot play the game.
Imagine all the people, living for bad pay. Their jobs have no insurance, so they must fear the day; that they are injured, or defeated, by the virus of the day.
You may say I am a dreamer, but I am not the only one. If they cannot afford good healthcare, why should we be ones, who help them get some coverage, leaving us with lesser sums.
Imagine all the good doctors, the drugs and artificial knees. If the poor folks can’t afford it, let’s not give them help for free. After all, when no one shares my surgeon, it means the best is left for me.
You may say I am a dreamer, but I know I am the deserving one. My dad had a good job; I am his well entitled son.
Imagine all the good stuff that we will get to keep, if we limit all the healthcare, to those who can compete. It will be good for us to hoard it, while all the suckers work to eat.
They deserve what pain befalls them, if they cannot find a way, to bring wealth to their front doorsteps; or work all night and day. Let their kids hurt like their parents; let them drop dead where they may.
You may say I am a dreamer. But I am not the only one. Sarah, Rand and Mitch McConnell, will try to get it done. They want to help me stop the healthcare, while they let me keep my guns. Those weapons will be useful, if Obamacare becomes, a nationwide provider to the undeserving ones.
Imagine there is no healthcare. It is easy if you try. No one else to have to care for…let them shrivel up and die. Let them also know for certain, that for them you will not cry. They deserve their lowly station, and no consideration.
Imagine there is no healthcare; there will be more for me and mine.
Thank you John Lennon. Also, I wll be on vacation until September 9th. Have a great labor day.